people may care, but they don't understand.
during my class chalet, a classmate actually grabbed my ass to see how painful my wound might be.
boyfriend asked if i could try to walk properly, without a limp.
friends didnt believe the wound was that serious until i showed it to them.
nobody knows how painful & troublesome it really is with all he blood & pus.
is it really embrassing to walk beside a limping me?
its really fustrating when you have to sit on your right butt cheek all the time.
its really fustrating when my left muscle around my wasit aches.
its really fustrating when the gauze sticks to the wound.
its really fustrating when you gotta pull the gauze from the wound & the pus's keeping it there & it really hurts like fuck.
its really fustrating when you gotta try not to walk with your legs too close together cos you're afraid that your right thigh might rub the scotch tape that sticks the gauze over the wound on the left.
its really fustrating when you can't walk properly cos you're afraid you'd stretch the wound & open it again.
its really fustrating when you sit on the bus & you gotta sit at the edge of the chair.
its really fustrating when you're afraid the pus might dirty your shorts.
haiya, whatever. who cares. right?
i'm not complaining, so why are you?
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